A love in itself
so deeply found
when you find yourself
with your feet on
the ground
and still with that heat
in your heart
widely unwound…
Love without borders,
sex without orders,
when love means life
there is not a lie,
when sex means union
of passion and respect,
the big flame, the huge neon
token
will never be broken
by the dirt-materia effect
the so rue prostitution,
the so cruel disillusion,
the arrival of the tragic,
the breaking of the magic
that everyone deserves…
but
If they´re willing to preserve
it.
So keep the fire burning
in the early morning
of the Cosmic Union.

Written on September the 10th, 1990, in Panama City, Panama